Je voudrais pas crever Avant d'avoir connu Les chiens noirs du Mexique Qui dorment sans rêver

I would sit at the dinning-room table and draw for three to four hours. I drew hundreds of houses, probably trying to replace my own.

les Amours, les Blessures, les Couleurs,

Smog, Sadhus, Sikhs and Swastikas. Car horns honking, bike bell ringing, bad singing Ventilators and air conditioning.

Oh dear. Jesus, fuck. Fuck.

In the beginning, when the earth was void, we hadn’t a shadow to hold to, each flooded

The city is named for the angels, And its angels are easy to find.

Holy the supernatural extra brilliant intelligent kindness of the soul!